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Her lovely moans echo off the tile when she comes, soaking my fingers. I lick them clean, making her eyes widen. She’s sweet. I can’t wait to taste her again.
And again. And again.
Marcy is mine, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let her go now that I’ve finally claimed her.
Chapter Fifteen
Marcy
What is happening to me?
Every fantasy I ever had about Rob never came close to the reality. I don’t know what finally snapped, but his confession should have left me reeling. Instead, relief flooded me.
I’ve wanted him for so long, actually having him is surreal. And when he let me take control on the couch? Fuck, that was the hottest thing he could have done. I don’t think I’ve come that hard...ever.
“Bed, now,” he whispers against my skin, gently nudging me out of the shower.
“You love giving orders, don’t you?” I towel dry my torso and step aside, giving him room.
He cocks his head. “Sweetheart, I’ve wanted you in my bed for a long time. Now that I finally have you there, I intend to explore every inch of you with my mouth.”
Gooseflesh pebbles my skin at the sinful promise. “My bed, you mean.”
“Semantics.” He gives my ass a playful swat. The sting warms me.
Rob is more adventurous than I ever imagined. Granted, I may have tried to downplay the possibility of him being a thoughtful lover to quell the need burning inside me.
The sun is rising, but I’m wide awake and desperate for Rob to make good on his promise. I toss the towel over the chair and sprawl on the bed like a starfish basking in the early morning light.
He watches from the doorway, towel slung low on his hips, damp hair hanging across his forehead. He pushes it back and stalks closer.
I never knew all those muscles were hidden beneath his polos and scrubs. I want to trace my tongue over every ridge and leave my mark on that pristine skin.
Holding his gaze, I draw my leg up and let the warm air brush against my pussy. He pauses at the foot of the bed as if waiting for an invitation.
I draw my finger along my swollen lips. His eyes darken two shades while they follow my gentle strokes.
A growl rips from his throat as he climbs on the bed, settling between my thighs. He shoves my hand away and nudges my legs wider, exposing me. My breath catches when he blows across my aching clit. Then his mouth covers me, and I’m caught up in the storm once more.
While his tongue teases my folds, I run my fingers through his hair, gripping tight. He suckles my clit in his mouth. The sensation overwhelms me. I buck my hips, and he deepens his exploration, devouring my pussy with the same hunger he showed in his kiss. His moan sends shockwaves through my body.
Panting and gasping, I cling to him, unable to relieve the tension building inside me.
Rob lifts his gaze to meet mine. He’s taking his time making good on his promise to explore every inch of me with his mouth.
When he finally slides two fingers in, rubbing with the perfect amount of pressure, I combust, my head falling back against the blankets.
“Fuck.” My grip tightens as the orgasm hits. Sparks of pleasure radiate through me like fireworks against a black sky.
But Rob doesn’t relent. He doubles his efforts and drinks me dry.
When I release him, he leans back and grins, his lips glistening with my arousal. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. That shouldn’t be as hot as it is.
“I’m not done with you, sweetheart.” He pulls my weightless body up and kisses me. “Put your hands on the wall.”
I manage to shift my pleasure-wrought body to the head of the bed and place my palms against the headboard. Anticipation sparks like a live wire through my limbs.
Rob trails his hand along the inside of my thigh, nudging my legs wider. “Arch your back.” I do as he instructs, and he groans in appreciation. “Good girl.”
